[MasterBilly]

List of characters:
Andy Hull - Main character, Bi
Ian Dixon - Andy’s best friend, Gay
James Benson - Tough kid with dominant character, Bi
Paul Norton - Andy does not really like, Bi
Jake Wells - Cute and blonde, Gay

The sight before me reminded me that I was not the only loser tonight. James was laid out on Ian’s bed, Ian kneeling down alongside him sucking James off. Going by the sounds emitting from James’s mouth, Ian was doing an excellent job. Furthermore, Jake was next to them both playing with Ian’s knob. Me and Paul sat down in the two chairs and observed the scene.

James was getting close and reached down to gently stroke Ian’s bouncing head. Meanwhile Jake took his spare hand and tried to insert his forefinger up Ian’s anus. Ian, being the gentleman that he is, parted his thighs slightly and raised his bum, clearly giving Jake better access. From my position I could see Ian’s brown hole and I watched as Jake’s finger penetrated him. There I was watching my mate Ian going down on James and at the same time being both fingered and wanked off by Jake Wells.

James came in a glorious climax into Ian's mouth, he did not spill a drop and swallowed every bit of James's semen before rolling onto his back and reaching down he pulled his ankles back. Jake rejoined him and now using two fingers up Ian's bum he brought Ian off, milking several wads of cum onto his chest and stomach. Jake scooped up some of his load and held it up to Ian's mouth. I happily watched Ian swallow his own juices and then scoop some up himself, offering it to Jake's lips. Jake returned the compliment and licked Ian's fingers clean. Their lips came together as they exchanged tongues and presumably exchange Ian's semen from one mouth to the other. It was fitting, I thought as I watched them cuddling and kissing stark naked. For Ian and Jake were the only ones among the 5 of us that were 100% gay, it was right and proper that they should enjoy this act of union.

After a brief recovery the subject went back to football, then sex, and then who we fancied at school; for me, Paul and James that included girls. As the conversation moved about Paul declared to the other three what a good arse licker I was, to my acute embarrassment. All three faces turned to me.

“Aren’t you Bitch?”

“Yes,” I replied shamefully; knowing that if I denied it then he may well make me lick his arse in front of them.

At some point me and Ian went downstairs and put a couple of large pizzas into the microwave, which we took back upstairs and shared out. We talked a bit more, music, football and sex; before the subject of who sleeps where came up. There were two small single mattresses that we laid on the floor plus the double bed. It was Ian's bed so naturally he slept there, I agree to join him as did Paul, and so Jake and James got a small single mattress each. I think we were meant to sleep in our underwear, but we had all been naked for so long that it seemed pointless. Me and Ian even cooked the pizzas with our bollocks out. I crawled into bed alongside Ian as Paul came in from the bathroom and knelt on the bed waving his flaccid penis in my direction.

"Come on Bitch get sucking, you still owe me a blow job."

"Aw, leave it Paul," I replied tired, I just wanted to go to sleep. "I'll give you one in the morning."

Paul grabbed my hair pulling upwards, my eyes started to water in pain.

“Bitch who's the Daddy?"

"You're the Daddy, I'm the Bitch," I cried out quickly.

"Daddy wants a blow job now!" he replied, still holding on to my hair.

"I am begging you Daddy, please let this Bitch give you a blow job," I quickly called back. Paul let go of my hair with me in tears, tears of humiliation not pain, I wrapped my lips around Paul's soft cock.

I was no expert in this particular art, though I had done it a few times, but despite my sucking and slurping it took a good ten minutes just get him hard. I could feel the other three watching intently and the fact that I was effectively being forced to perform weighed heavily on me. Still I was in the same position as cocksuckers the world over, half-arse it because you don't really want to do it and you end up doing it for twice as long. So I sucked, licked, ran my teeth over the tip and tried my very best. In the end I was still sucking for over 20 minutes before he came, when he did he forced himself into the back of my throat and ejaculated virtually all his sperm into the back of my mouth. I could not avoid some of it going down my throat, I went to grab a cup to spit out what I could.

“Don’t even think about it bitch, you swallow every drop,” growled Paul in my direction, I swallowed it all. In the space of a few hours I had become an anal receiver and a cum swallower.

At this point we all more or less went to sleep, well I tried at least. The events of the evening had given me a lot to think about and the prospect of what was in store for me the following morning didn't help. I still had to perform oral on James but what I was really scared of was being tied up and abused for a full hour.

I tried spooning Ian, but as I was in the middle all that happened was Paul spooned me. Feeling his knob pushing up against my arse my crack definitely was not the most pleasant feeling in the world, I shuffled about uncomfortably.

My mind went back to Rock/Paper/Scissors and the shootout that I had with Jake when he was down to his undies and I still had three items on. He chose Rock and I chose Scissors, if only he had gone for Paper. He would have lost overall. True I would still have gone on to lose their next two games, but there was still every chance that Ian would still have lost his boxers before me, meaning I would have finished third overall and one of the winners, possibly even second. That would have been brilliant.

At this stage fantasy took over my imagination, I picked up 3 cards as second winner; a 10 from Ian, a 10 from Jake and an ace from Jake. I imagined being able to fuck Jake's sexy arse, followed by him calling me 'Daddy' and begging to give me a blow job and finally laying sprawled out on my back on the bed and ordering Ian to give me a blow job a in his own bedroom.

I suddenly realised that I had an enormous erection, I was the only one out of all of us who hadn't cum during the evening, in fact I had not cum for nearly a week, it may be sad but I had actually been saving myself for this sleepover, that had proved to be a waste of effort. But it was not wasted on Ian though, he could obviously feel it and was pushing his bum back into it. It I reached around and felt Ian's cock, it too was rock solid, I stroked it gently while pushing my knob up against his bum. Ian was getting close when he reached his hand down and dragged mine away.

"No," he whispered hoarsely. I got the message and just wrapped my arms around his body and went to sleep.

I was woken by Ian pushing me.

"Wake up Andy, James wants you, wake up."

"Eh, what’s up, where am I?" I spluttered, still half asleep and trying to work out why I was naked in a strange bed between two other naked lads, one of whom, Paul, had a ragging morning glory pushing up against my thigh.

"James wants you Andy," Ian replied.

All of a sudden it came flooding back, Rock/Paper/Scissors, me losing, being buggered multiple times, aw gawd!

"I want a blow job Bitch," called out James. "Get your arse over here now and give me my wake up call."

I was not happy about being called 'Bitch' and being ordered around, but I realised my position having lost last night and James could be a tough cookie if he wanted, best just keep my mouth shut and do as I was told.

"And don't you dare spill a drop or even think about spitting it out," added James. "My cum is valuable, every drop has to be swallowed Bitch, do you understand?"

"Yeah, yeah I'll do it," it I replied humiliated at being treated like that, especially front off the others but I really did not know what to do or say. James’s bed was close to Jake’s and despite everything that had happened I still found him drop dead gorgeous, if I could get him playing with my knob then it would be some kind of consolation prize.

I sandwiched myself between Jake and James, my head over James's cock, my knees apart with my own cock swinging away only the inches away from Jake's hand and hoped for the best. As before with Paul, I tried to give James the best possible blow job to get it all over with, I nibbled at his tip, sucked, my fingers playing with his scrotum. I sucked more, my head going down as far as I could and then slowly coming back up. I felt Jake's hand stroking my bum and instantly I was turned on as fuck, instinctively I pushed my bum out towards him. I felt his fingers prizing my cheeks apart, he was looking at my hole. Jake Wells, of all people was admiring my sphincter. I no longer cared about being made to give a blow job, I was now entering paradise. I felt a wet finger push up against my ring, he pushed it in gently and entered my cave. I loved it!

Jake fingered me for several minutes and I was fully immersed, pushing my bum back towards him every time he inserted it and pulling forward when he withdrew. He took his fingers out completely and my disappointment was massive, but short lived. Seconds later he was pushing two fingers up me.

His fingers curled down and found a spot at the base of my cock and his fingers started stroking lightly, it felt completely amazing. At the time I had never even heard of the prostate and had no idea what a prostate massage entailed but Jake certainly did and I sucked James's manhood with ever more enthusiasm, judging by the sounds coming from James he certainly had no complaints either, it must have been great to watch. Jake with two fingers up my arse, me eagerly pushing my arse as far towards him as I could whilst sucking cock like a maestro at the other end and James thrusting his hips into my face and calling out in sheer joy!

I knew that I was close to cumming, But James beat me to it, firing several wads of cum into my mouth, I sat upright and swallowed the lot as James squeezed his cock forcing the last remnants of cum out. I didn’t need to be told, I bent down and licked his bell-end clean.

Jake had by this time stopped fingering me and held out two stinking fingers in front of my mouth.

“Lick them clean, Bitch.”

“No fucking way,” I shouted, pulling back horrified.

“You fucking twat,” replied Jake pulling a face before shuffling off to the bathroom to wash his fingers. He clearly did not have the same authority as Paul and James.

I sat down next to James and looked around the room, I had heard some shuffling around whilst I was sucking James off, but had not really been aware of what was going on. But now it was obvious, Paul had Ian bent over his own desk and was shagging him and Ian was loving it! It was clear that Paul was damned good shag, he was great with me, twice, it was plain that he was just as good with Ian.

Paul was loving it, Ian was loving it, who was I to argue. Ian’s arse was coming back to meet Paul with every thrust, their timings were impeccable, totally synchronised. Despite that, it took them a while which made it great to watch; mind you Paul had cum three times in the last 12 hours, as I could personally testify. Ian seemed to have an arse like a bucket, the harder Paul banged him, the more he enjoyed it; I would have to find out his secret later.

I noticed that as Paul came, Ian placed his hands on the desk and pushed back as hard as he could, his erection could plainly be seen, straining away in a beautiful arc towards his navel, at the critical point both Paul and Ian were calling out in ecstasy. As the moment passed Paul, still inserted in Ian, leaned forwards, twisted Ian’s head around and they both pleasurably swapped tongues until Paul pulled out completely, spun Ian around and they carried on French kissing for several moments.

I learned more about anal sex from watching that performance than by watching any amount of porn.

Next came the Grand Finale, my one hour bondage session and I could put it off no longer.

Ian had some soft rope in his toy drawer, apparently his dad could get hold of it at work, but the moment he opened his drawer we all crowded around in amazement. He had a 7” vibrator, a 9” dildo with girth to match and three butt plugs of various sizes.

“Where the hell did you get all these,” asked Jake playing with the vibrator.

“Erm ... well ... that I stole,” Ian did not know whether to be embarrassed or proud of his collection, impressive as it was for a 15 year old! “The butt plugs I paid someone to buy for me, they didn’t cost that much and the big dildo I won as a prize.”

“You won it as a prize?” questioned Paul.

“Yeah, I was at a party 3 months back, I was the youngest there and we had a Pool competition, I won and that was the prize.” I could believe it, Ian sometimes hung around with slightly older gays and he was a dab hand at Pool, one of the best that I knew.

“Okay Paul, your choice, how do you want your Bitch tying up?” James asked grabbing a couple of coils of rope and changing the subject.

“Er, dunno, hadn’t really thought about it, hogtied I suppose.”

“Fucking brilliant,” chipped in Jake. I looked at him, his eyes were electric as he stared at me, this must have been just about the best day of his life, for me it seemed like my worst as trembling, with a knot in my stomach, I held my arms behind my back and allowed James to tie my elbows together and then my wrists with my arms pointing down my spine.

Next he threaded another rope through my arms and across my shoulder blades, pushing me onto the bed on my back he got Jake and Paul to grab a leg apiece and double me up, forcing my thighs against my chest, using the second rope and forming several loops around my thighs he was able to tie my legs right back with my thighs spread wide.

“Cheers James that looks great,” stated Paul looking down at me in admiration.

“Not finished yet mate,” replied James. Though I could not possibly think what else he could do to me, he clearly had further plans.

The next rope was tied around my right ankle and then pulled tight to my right thigh and a similar rope to my left leg. I was now totally immobilised with the exception of my head and neck. Also I was extremely uncomfortable, I did not know if I could stand this for a full hour, or even if they would release me if I couldn’t. Either way I was not going to get a lot of pleasure out of this bondage session.

“Ian, you haven’t cum in a while, would you like to fuck him first?” asked Paul, effectively my owner for the next hour.

“Yeah thanks,” replied Ian before looking down at me. “Don’t worry Andy, I’ll be careful.”

So I was hogtied and fucked by my best mate, psychologically it was awful. I knew that Ian was gay, I had even played with his knob before and he with mine. But full on anal sex, no. It was like having sex with your little sister. No, no, no!

Ian clearly had reservations as well, he lacked all the enthusiasm that he had shown during all his previous sex encounters over the last 15 hours. He was buggering me yes, but his heart was not in it.

It was different for him though, he wasn’t tied down and humiliated, he just had to get his end away. I did not know if I would ever see Ian in the same light again.

The other three loved it, encouraging Ian and jeering me! It took him about 10 minutes to cum, I looked at the clock and realised that I could have 5 more ‘fuckings’ to come in the hour permitted. Oh help me god!

Jake was the next up as he had not ejaculated since last night, the first thing he did was to fit a condom, which I thought was very considerate, until I heard his reasoning.

“That way I can empty it into his mouth after and make him swallow it.”

“Great idea,” called out Paul.

“Yeah, nice one,” added James.

“I can’t watch anymore,” Ian said heading for the door. “Let me know when his hour is up.”

I wanted Ian to stay, not because I wanted him to watch, but simply to provide some control and supervision over the other three. Without Ian’s guidance they could virtually murder me. I should have called out to him, asked him to stay, but I didn’t. Was that because having just been fucked by him I wasn’t thinking straight? I don’t know, but I did watch forlornly as Ian left the room.